Our small group was invited to a special meeting last night at church. When we got there, I dropped Mihret off in the childcare area (she was the only one in the preschool area, which meant she got to have four adults wrapped around her finger for nearly two hours ). As I came around the corner to catch up with Christy and our group, I was greeted by this:
Yes. That’s a monkey balloon. Those are monkey masks. They wore them as they sang happy birthday to me. It appears that the gorilla story has taken on a life of its own. And you can’t really stop a gorilla, can you?
In addition to the gorilla greeting, we had orange cake and a Darth Vader candle…
Do these people know me or what?
I know. The candle’s blue. It should be red. I’ll forgive them for getting the candle color wrong. At least they didn’t get Star Wars confused with Star Trek.